My dearest love told me he doesn't feel the same way about me. What do I do?

He told me that my habit of shrieking at random moments is slightly annoying, but I only do it once in a while, like twice a day. When I told him I was sorry and wouldn't do it anymore, he said he didn't believe me and told me he was in love with this girl who looks like a Barbie. He also hates that I'm a vegetarian, and says cows and pigs are meant to be eaten, but I had a pet cow named Lucy when I was growing up on the farm, and my daddy decided one day that he would like a hamburger, so he pulled out his favorite axe and dealt poor Lucy the blow that took her life...and her head. Now I am tramatized for life, and my true love thinks I'm insane. I wish the world would leave those poor cows alone, and that Robby would ditch Barbie and come back to me. I miss him as much as I miss Lucy's warm brown eyes...and the milk she provided for my cereal every morning. Please answer this question, because I am struggling a lot in life. Life is so hard, and I want Lucy back. Meh...